Tribute To Grand Son

Tribute – on his Birth I stepped into the evening Of my life and lost interest in living And thought of leaving This wild world. I was waiting To see my grand son arriving Into this wicked world smiling Before me departing. On the D-day he did arrive weeping, But was gradually into sleeping. He got up and started crying The sight of mother milking The hungry child is breathtaking The thought of seeing My child milk feeding Her child was so refreshing That I forgot that I was ageing Than I started thinking What a stupid thing I would have been making At the thought of dying Without ever enjoying The gods beautiful gifting Now I am praying God for his untiring Forgiveness and blessing for me to live everlasting

Tribute : On his 1st Birth day (Pranav – The Charmer) Oh Pranav my dear, It is now a year Since you have arrived here; It was full of fantasy and sheer Ecstasy to have enjoyed your Pranks day in & out and mere Smile of yours was enough to bear The agony of my old age shiver It is obviously clear That when you are With me so near I shall never Have any fear Upon seeing your umpteen character My memory rolls back to yesteryear When I became a father To a chubby and beautiful daughter Who incidentally is now your mother And I see you as her Replica in looks and stature All this has brought back my youth to sustain forever. It is my deepest desire that you go up the ladder And achieve the status of an unprecedented superstar Now I have no qualms whatsoever To bid good bye to this world of umpteen wonder For you being my companion for the last one year I have lived a life of over a hundred summer& winter. Thanks a lot my little charmer For changing my life once and forever

I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes

Imagine if you will As you read this tale A dramatic crescendo Of the musical scale. Our story commences Beyond picket fences, Within a house so grand In a variety of senses. Up an ornate stairway, Past sculptures and statues,

Though by birth born in a caste predominantly of business class where Goddess Lakshmi loves to reside, He grew up in the company of sacred caste predominantly of learned class where Goddess Saraswathi would settle Right from his tender age